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Falling Under
Falling Under
Falling Under
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Falling Under

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Sometimes falling under is the only way to reach the top.

Olivia has lived a life of privilege, but she’s always stayed grounded and known she’s no better than anyone else. Used as nothing more than a status symbol for her family, she’s always been alone in the world.

Mason has one priority: get enough money to make sure his sister lives. He’ll go to the very depth of depravity to ensure the one person who means everything to him keeps breathing...even if that means taking Olivia and ransoming her off.

But now that he has Olivia, he realizes it isn’t as cut and dried as he thought it would be. He’s starting to care for her, and he can see in her eyes that she’s right there with him.

Their lives colliding might not have been in the traditional sense, but it’s exactly what they both needed.

They are exactly what the other needs.

Mason has no problem going to hell and back to get vengeance on the ones who took everything he’s ever cared about. Blood and violence are what he’s good at, after all.

LanguageEnglish
Release dateJan 3, 2017
ISBN9781536534382
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    1

    Olivia Redman’s routine was exactly the same. Every morning, seven days a week, she volunteered at the homeless shelter until twelve. From there she went to the animal shelter and then on to home to have dinner. Considering her father was a billionaire businessman, he was somewhat surprised by how nice she was. She rarely shopped, and she had few, if any, friends. This would make his life easier.

    It had been too easy, really.

    The little blonde didn’t have a clue what he had planned. She was a beautiful woman too, if you didn’t count the scar going from her cheek back to her ear from a car accident years ago. Of course, not many people would care since she wasn’t newsworthy. She was the forgotten daughter of a billionaire, less than perfect to look at, yet she was the kindest one of them all.

    He needed to do this. There was no other choice, and he’d exerted all of his options.

    Mason Cromwell smiled as Olivia climbed into her expensive car and did the customary ride down to the homeless shelter. He followed her, knowing there was going to be a point where he would be able to take her. Everything was ready. His cabin out in the woods— where no one would see or hear them for miles— was standing by to take the pampered princess. Okay, so maybe she wasn’t all that pampered but he didn’t completely know her. For all he knew it could be a front for the cameras.

    For the next four hours, he waited as she did her duty, helping the homeless and feeding them. No one stopped her as she moved around the people, and Mason found himself getting angry. She wore a simple yellow sundress, showing she didn’t have anything with which to protect herself.

    Why didn’t she think she needed to?

    Tapping his fingers on the steering wheel, he gritted his teeth as he waited for the time to pass. The van he drove while keeping tabs on her was a rental, and right now he was in his own truck, so if anyone was to see surveillance footage over the last few days, they wouldn’t pick out his van as the one he used to track her was a rental, and that had already gone back to the shop. He’d paid the kid extra so he didn’t have to put his name down on any forms.

    You shouldn’t be doing this.

    You have no choice.

    As usual, he was torn about what he had to do.

    She climbed into her car and took off toward the animal shelter. While he waited for her to finish at the shelter, he’d debated the decision he was about to make. She was an innocent in every way. She didn’t deserve what he was about to do. But he’d do it anyway. He didn’t have a choice.

    The money was what eventually drove him to climb out of his van and walk across the parking lot. He spotted her car, and in one quick move, he dropped his phone and knelt by her car, messing with his phone. At the same time, he took out his knife and pressed it into the tire until he heard the hiss of air leave it.

    Part of his plan was accomplished. Next, he went back to the van and sat waiting. Sipping at his stale coffee, he watched as the sun went down. The vet came out with Olivia. They were chatting, and Mason had parked his van as far away as he could.

    Leave, asshole, he said under his breath, watching as the vet kept on talking. Seconds passed, then a few minutes, and he was shocked when the vet climbed into his car and drove off before Olivia even made it to her car.

    Didn’t anyone give a fuck about this woman? No one was watching her, taking care of her, or anything.

    Works out to my benefit that way.

    She spotted the tire— a look of frustration crossing her face— before she grabbed her cell phone.

    This was his cue.

    Pulling his van into the parking lot, he put it into park and climbed out.

    Are you okay, sweetheart? he said.

    She turned toward him. Excuse me?

    I was just pulling away. I saw you looking a little frazzled.

    Oh, my tire is flat.

    He nodded. Would you like me to take a look?

    You’d do that?

    Yeah, I can. If you’re not comfortable though, I can back off. He held his hands up pretending to be concerned about her. In the back of his mind, he was pissed that no one seemed to care enough to protect her from men like him.

    I’m not going to complain. She pocketed her cell phone and stepped back.

    Leaning forward, he stared at the tire. I can fix this if you have a spare? She nodded and opened her truck to reveal the spare.

    It was too easy.

    He went over to his van, opened the back door as if he were getting his tools, and grabbed a rag and chloroform. He left the doors open to have easy access to get her in the back. She had her back to him, focusing on the tire, when he came up behind her. In one quick move, the cloth was against her nose and mouth. She didn’t have time to put up much of a fight, but wouldn’t have stood a chance against his strength anyway.

    Olivia collapsed into his arms only seconds later. Carrying her to the back of the van, he eased her inside.

    Climbing into the van, he drove off, heading toward the cabin.

    The plan was to leave her car vacant with her tire slashed so they would know she’d been taken.

    Glancing in the rearview mirror, he made sure Olivia was still okay even though she was passed out in the back. Her yellow dress had ridden up, showing off her full thighs.

    He focused on getting to the cabin without killing either of them. He was still pissed that no one had cared enough to keep an eye on her. What kind of asshole did that?

    Why am I even fucking thinking about this? She’s a means to an end. She’s my paycheck.

    He had to do this. If he didn’t, his sister was going to die, and he’d made a promise to his father to protect her.

    2

    This weightless feeling covered Olivia ; it made her feel as if she were floating, moving without a body or even a purpose. It wasn’t unpleasant, but it was strange and something she didn’t care for. When she opened her eyes, the feeling intensified for only a second, and then a wave of nausea slammed into her so powerfully she knew she wouldn’t be able to make it to the bathroom.

    Before she could do much else, she rolled to the side and threw up. Because she didn’t have much in her belly, the dry heaves soon took over. Her abdominal muscles ached, and her throat burned. After rolling onto her back once more, Olivia closed her eyes, breathed in and out slowly, and tasted the metallic, sharp, and burning flavor of her vomit covering her mouth.

    God, what was wrong with her? She tried remembering what had happened and what could have caused her to feel like this. But her mind was black, her thoughts confused, jumbled together. She opened her eyes, blinking past the haziness, the blurry vision that assaulted her, and the wave of sickness that slammed into her. The room was dark, but despite not being able to see anything she felt something…someone. Exhaling and inhaling, tying to settle her stomach, Olivia tried in vain to remember what in the hell had happened.

    Where was she?

    How had she gotten here?

    Why was she sick?

    The last thing that she remembered was her car and a flat tire, she thought.

    There had been a man. Yes, a man, very handsome in a dark and mysterious way. He’d been nice, but there had been this tingling in the back of her head, something that she’d taken notice of, but had ignored.

    And as her vision cleared, her heart rate picked up, and she realized she shouldn’t have pushed that feeling away.

    The large looming figure right in front of

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